So, there’s a magnet on my parents’ fridge that is in the shape of the state of Utah and says “Utah, We love thee” on it. It’s old and worn out, and kinda strange. But, clearly it left an impression. Hey, my last post mentioned a magnet from my parents’ fridge as well. Note to self: choose fridge magnets carefully. They may be burned into your children’s memories for life.
So anyway. We went to Utah a few weeks ago to visit Scott’s family and we had a fabulous time. I could only stay 4 nights because of work obligations, but I managed to stay in three different houses and spend quality time with 5 sister-in-laws, 3 brother-in-laws, 2 adorable 1 year-old nephews, another very cute nephew who happens to not be 1 year-old, 7 nieces, my mother-in-law, and Scott’s favorite dog in the world.
There was yummy vegetarian soup made, more fireworks than I thought could possibly be legal set off, lots of Dance Dance Revolution action, and we even saw the really stellar movie that is Ratatouille. Oh, and people touched my belly and it didn’t freak me out. Much. 🙂
Here’s a picture of Scott’s fix from his favorite french bakery we left behind in Provo:
What?! You want pictures of family and fun and togetherness? No, that would mean remembering to take such pictures. We were too busy being hugged and showered with cute baby gifts and love. And Scott was too busy playing with the dog. 😉